Roots

Chapter Fifteen

Next Day

Rayanna's P.O.V

I stood out on the balcony with a cup of tea in my hands, just looking outside to see that it was such a beautiful day.

I let out a yawn. So tired from last night, I couldn't sleep all night, just thinking about the fact Naz is married, with a child.

I sat down on the chair and placed my cup on the table. I let out a sigh.

To think I was actually liking him.

Actually considering the thought of being more then friends.

But he's married with a child.

Justine is right, I'm only here to find out about my family, nothing else.

A knock came from the door, I let out a sigh, who could me bothering me now? "Come in!" I yelled.

The door opened to see it was Nassar, he walked in my room to see I was outside and walked to the balcony.

He stood by the balcony door and looked at me. He was wearing a dark blue jura and looked really nice. "Enjoying the weather then?"

I looked up at him. "Yeah, I thought I might as well."

My hands curled up around the cup of tea on the table. "Can I help you with anything?"

"I just thought to come and see if you were okay."

"Well I'm okay, why?"

"Just. And I thought if you would like to come out with me tonight maybe?"

"I don't know, what if causes an issue or something?"

"It won't. Elena will come with us and it'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah I am."

"Okay then, yeah sure it's fine."

He smiled at me and let out a soft chuckle. "I'll leave you to it then, I'll see you tonight."

"See you."

He turned around and walked into my bedroom then left the room.

So now I've agreed to go out with nasaar tonight too. He might be secretly married and all.

I sipped on my tea then walked out of the balcony into my room. I walked to my suitcase and pulled out a lace dark blue shalwr kameez.

I walked into the bathroom and got changed. I sorted myself out and walked out, I picked up the blue scarf and put it around my neck.

I picked up my phone from the nightstand and walked out of my room.

I turned my phone on. "Ray?"

I looked up from my phone to see Naz stood there, in a white jura and his green eyes focused on me. "Erm.. Yeah?"

"Can we talk?"

I bit my lip, not knowing what to say. He's married I kept on telling myself, trying not to look at him because I was going to end up falling for him then. "I don't know."

"What do you mean by I don't know?"

"Let me say it in pashto, mata pata nhasta."

"Well your pashto has improved a little." He said with a chuckle. "That's good."

"Shouldn't you be with your wife and son?"

"That's what I want-"

I cut him off. "I should be getting downstairs."